Taboo Kisses(23)

Maximus lifted his head. “Shh…relax. Nothing is wrong.” He disengaged her fingers from his hair and pressed kisses against her knuckles.

The feline’s tongue swiped through her folds without any forewarning. Sameya yelped, her hips jerking.

“Fuck, you’re extra sensitive to touch.” He sucked one of her fingers into his mouth.

The short breaths of the shifter puffed against her skin as his tongue moved over her hot flesh with repetition. Caught up in the sensations, Sameya couldn’t rip her sights off Maximus. His green eyes burned into hers as the fur between her thighs dissipated and was replaced with the man. Gabriel’s oral bliss changed, he probed her opening, pushing into her with his tongue over and over again. His fingers teased the outer edges of her labia as Maximus’s face blurred in her vision.

Maximus kissed her as Gabriel’s thumbs spread her lower lips. Softer than the cat’s, the curl of his tongue felt different from the tiger’s but no less amazing.

“She has a fat clit.” Gabriel kissed the nub as Maximus departed her lips to look at him between her thighs. The shifter kissed her clitoris once more.

“What does she taste like, Gabriel?” Maximus’s dark voice licked across her body.

“Ambrosia.” Gabriel thrust a finger into her and she cried out. Nothing painful about his intrusion, but the pleasure was more than she could’ve anticipated.

“You’re a virgin?” Gabriel executed small thrusting motions with his digit.

“No.” Were those noises coming from her? Maximus smiled at her, so she guessed they were. “Five lovers.” What was the point when the touch of others had sickened her? She’d only taken a lover when necessary in her line of work. Usually only as a political move to aid the Empress and she’d barely tolerated the intrusion then. Her first lover she had foolishly hoped was her mate. Feeling nothing but revulsion as he rutted her, she’d sworn off sex for a very long time.

Yet…with these men, she enjoyed both of their touches.

“She’s terribly tight, Maximus.” Gabriel swirled his tongue around her clitoris and Sameya almost catapulted off the bed.

“No wonder she’s so sensitive to touch.” Maximus rubbed her belly with his palm. “She’s not experienced.”

She detested being manhandled. Except for now.

More swirls against her clit and she curled her fingers in Gabriel’s spiky hair. One of them hooked her legs over the tiger’s broad shoulders as his mouth worked against her flesh and his finger pumped into her.

Panting in between the moans and sighs, she became lost in the quivering centered at the nexus of her thighs. Only vaguely was she aware she had begun to grind her hips against his face and pull him against her with her hand.

This couldn’t bode well. Not for her at least. Her belly cramped and a high-pitched whimper crashed through her lips.

Fingers tangled in her hair and Maximus drew her head up just enough her gaze locked on Gabriel nestled between her legs. “Oh…gods!”

Sameya crashed with a scream. Her body shuddered and it felt as if her molecules melted. Gabriel’s tonguing grew more aggressive as a flood of warmth exited her body.

Maximus ran a fingertip around her lips. “You’re even more beautiful when you come, my little reaper.”

Sameya blinked, but could manage no coherent response. Dear goddess that was spectacular.

“You’re turn, Maximus.” Gabriel rose from between her thighs, his finger still pumping into her very moist pussy. So wet, there were sucking noises where his digit met her body.

“I’m going to fuck you, Sameya.” Maximus pinched a nipple, staring at her as if he expected a complaint. Her tongue—right along with her body—had dissolved into such an uncaring state of completeness, she couldn’t summon the urge to complain if she’d wanted.

“Taste her first.” Gabriel removed his finger and offered it to Maximus. The vampyr sucked the other man’s finger into his mouth, his cheeks hollowing.

“Perfection,” Maximus said before he kissed the shifter.

Sameya watched them in fascination. Maximus licked her release from Gabriel’s lips before devouring his mouth in a kiss. Gabriel was already nude from the shift, so he undressed Maximus, slow and thorough as they fondled one another. She ached at their obvious affection for each other. She’d never anticipated having such intimacy with anyone and to have it this close to her grasp…I don’t want it. To be that committed to someone else scared her to death.

A serpent tattoo flanked Gabriel’s right arm. The tail of a white Bengal tiger began on his ribcage and spread across his back. The front claws ripped into his shoulder blades, the marks were so realistic she almost believed the ink an authentic tiger instead of a tattoo. A Celtic shoulder design spiraled upward to stop mid-way up his neck.